Harry Potter & the Honeychurch Institute of Magic
By Darkmoore
Harry turned to her and asked, "Would you go to the Valentine's Day Ball with me?"
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Chapter Twenty One: Her Identity Is Revealed
Stunned she turned to Harry and said, "What?"
Harry smiled at her and said it again, "Would you do me the honor of allowing me to escort you to the Valentine's Day Ball?"
Behind him Harry heard the clatter if silverware hitting a plate and a 'Humph' of disgust, but he wasn't about to turn to see what it was all about until he got the answer he wanted.
"Yes, I very much would like to do that Harry. I would be happy to go with you to the ball."
Harry beamed and gave her hand a squeeze and said "Brilliant!"
"Well if you to are going to make a spectacle of yourselves at the staff table, then I'm going to eat in my office." came a comment from behind Harry.
"Now, now dear," said Madame Klump, "All's fair in love and war you know? Besides as you pointed out this is the staff table and I will not have staff members leaving in a great huff."
Resigned, she sat back down at her place and watched as her best friend and Harry Potter began making eyes at each other.
* * * * *
For the next month Harry was often found in the constant company of the resident potions mistress. Slowly they began to do everything together, well not everything. At first Fitzy was stand-offish to them, but eventually she could see that they were happy together and finally allowed herself to be happy for them. Though she still wished she could have gotten there first.
Even with the excitement of the upcoming Valentine's Day Ball, the news of anything Harry and Vesta did became instant top news gossip around the school. When they went for a walk in the school gardens late one night, it was common knowledge by breakfast.
So it was in this environment that Harry and Vesta would walk hand in hand as he excorted her to her potions laboratory every morning. One this morning in particular Harry had something to say.
"Vesta, I've been meaning to ask you something for awhile now." Harry stated, a little on the nervous side.
"What would that be, oh great brave one?" she asked in a teasing manner.
"I thought you were dead set against two members of staff engaging in personal relationships. NOT that I'm complaining, mind you."
"Well, I only said that because I liked you and didn't want you thinking that I was out to get you like Fitzy was doing, by shamelessly throwing myself at you on almost every occasion she was near you."
"She was throwing herself at me? I don't seem to remember that." Harry mused.
She gave him the oddest look and said, "Surely you noticed? If she had gotten anymore blatant with you, she would have crawled on your lap during meals at the staff table."
"Is this why you were mad at the Halloween Celebration then? I thought I had done something to upset you and was rather worried about it."
"I know that was rather cute of you." said Vesta as Harry blushed. "You never noticed her being flirty and yet you picked up on my annoyance. I rather liked that."
"I liked you then. You very much had my attention since the first day we met you know."
"I didn't know. You were too busy scaring everyone with your panther impressions for me to notice." Vesta said, returning to her usual stern teacher persona.
"I had to impress you somehow and remain memorable in your mind." he replied with a boyish smile, which made him look so adorable with that rumbled hair of his and his sparkling emerald eyes.
When they reached her laboratory, which honestly was only a short trip down the hall from the dining hall, they turned to each other and instead of just saying 'goodbye' as they usually did, Harry kissed her. A sweet little kiss, but he did it right in front of the second years, as they were beginning their double potions class. If Vesta had been embarrassed she hid it well as Harry watched her enter her class room. Then Harry dashed like mad to his own class room filled with fifth years who would no doubt tease him about being late once again.
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Later in the day as the students were making their way into the dining hall for lunch and Harry tried to make it to the potions laboratory in order to walk Vesta to lunch, but as usual she refused to wait on him. She often said to him, 'Harry, my class is only down the hall, there's no need to be escorted forty feet, I am quite capable of finding it on my own.' However, that didn't stop him trying, repeatedly.
Once they were seated at the staff table, Harry and Vesta were almost always side by side anymore; they held hands under the table so no one would see it. That is anyone except for a certain charms professor, who was looking at them as teased them by announcing…
"If the two of you get any sweeter, I'm going to end up with cavities."
Harry and the two Professor Thorne's laughed, but it seemed no one else at the staff table knew what a cavity was. Apparently witches and wizards had better dental health than Muggles.
It was about this time when Hedwig came swooping in with a letter for Harry.
"Hello girl," he said to his beloved owl, "you missed breakfast this morning. I was worried."
She hooted an apology and stuck out her weary leg, which had a letter attached to it. Harry detached it from her and she then took a great gulp from his goblet and he fed her a few bits of meat from his plate. Then he turned to his mail and opened it.
Dear Harry~
This letter came to me by way of your Muggle post box, it looked important so I'm sending it along to you with Hedwig, who for some reason managed to show up this morning just when I needed her to. What a clever bird she is. Anyway here it is.
Since I have your attention, how are things going with your potions professor? Have you embarrassed the poor thing yet? Took her on some mad scheme to save the universe? Woke up with her yet? Inquiring minds want to know.
With love,
~Hermione
Harry smiled, only she would have the nerve to grill him over owl post. The then turned to his Muggle letter and wondered who would have sent something to him. He usually only used that mail box to receive packages from catalog orders from Muggle establishments. However, he opened the letter and it read…
Harry~
I wanted to write to you and tell you that Vernon suffered a massive heart attack a fortnight ago and has passed away in the hospital. We've had the funeral already, as I knew you wouldn't want to have attended it anyway.
As you may know, or have suspected, Dudley graduated from university last spring and he has been working with Vernon at his office, ever since. He, of course, has a flat of his own now and no longer lives at home with me.
I was wondering if you had the time if you would like to come and visit me here on Privet Drive sometime. You would be more than welcome. Please let me know.
Cordially,
~Aunt Petunia
'Uncle Vernon is dead?' Harry thought to himself as he was caught somewhere between apathy and pure joy. He felt guilty for being happy that the hateful man had died unpleasantly, but at the same time he had survived him and had done so despite of him.
"Harry is something wrong, you have an odd look about you now?" asked Fitzy with concern in her eyes.
"Yeah Fitzy, I'm fine. It seems that my uncle had a massive heart attack and is dead."
"What?" Vesta asked with understandable sorrow for him, "Are you sure you're alright? Why don't you take the rest of the afternoon off from classes?"
"No, I have the double class with the sixth and seventh years next. Besides I hated that man with a passion. He did horrible things to me as a child. It's just that my aunt wants me to come visit her. She was horrible to me also, but not as bad he was. With her husband dead and her son, Dudley, living away from her, she sounded rather lonely."
"Perhaps you should go and visit her." Vesta said to him as if it were the most obvious thing to do.
"Perhaps," he said, "but we have the Valentine's Day Ball tomorrow night and then the first Quidditch match of the second half of the season on Sunday, so it'll have to wait for a bit. I'll write her and send it with Hedwig."
* * * * *
After classes were over for the day, Harry noticed that Mr. Stahl and Mr. Gerard were lingering behind the rest of the class in order to have a talk with him about the upcoming Valentine's Day Ball.
Harry's advice had been rather simplistic, "If you want to go together, then go together."
"But, sir, Professor Proctor will be there and he'll surely notice two boys dancing together." said Michael Gerard, close to a whine, but not quite there … yet.
"Mr. Gerard … Michael, are you ashamed of your relationship with this young man standing beside you?"
"NO!" exclaimed the young man.
"Good. Mr. Stahl are you ashamed of it?"
"Are you kidding, I want to stand in the dining hall and scream it to anyone who would listen." Chester said with a definite look of pride in his eyes.
"Do any of your dorm mates know about your relationship?" Harry then asked, as he had an idea suddenly pop in his head.
"Everyone one of the seventh year guys know, except for Pietro sir." Chester answered.
"Theo knows, but Lester and Morton don't." responded Michael concerning the sixth year boys. "Lester probably wouldn't care, but he can't hold a secret for anything."
"Yes, I agree, and Mr. Tarrington-Smyth would either hold it over your heads or go running to tell on you." Harry said and then continued, "My advice is to go to the ball. Don't worry about what other people think of you, it will age you far too quickly and if you get into any trouble, I'll be there and so will the Headmistress. In some odd way, she seems to be able to handle all of the staff."
Michael didn't look to convinced and Harry added, "Think of it this way, if you decide to not go to the ball, what else could you two be doing while no one is watching?"
* * * * *
The next day the entire castle was abuzz of activity as everyone was getting ready for the Valentine's Day Ball that night. Everyone, that is, except for two very unhappy looking young men who very much wanted to go to the ball with each other, but didn't dare because of a certain transfiguration professor. Harry sighed when he saw them; he suspected that Mr. Gerard had decided to not go.
However much his heart went out to the two young lovers, he didn't have time to worry about them today, he had some young people to help get ready for the ball tonight. The lower years weren't expected to have dates to the ball, but Xander Malfoy had asked Daisy Gamble to be his date. Will had looked rather mutinous about the whole date thing which gave Harry a chuckle. He remembered his first Yule Ball back in fourth year and how he had hated the whole thing.
"Will, why don't you ask Waverly to be your date tonight?" Harry asked the boy.
"That's what I said to him." Xander commented, "She would have said 'Yes'."
"Just because you both seem to think that you have to have a date on Valentine's Day, doesn't mean the rest of us think that." said Will defiantly.
Harry and the other boys in the room laughed. Harry was helping the second year boys get ready also, he had made a deal with Terentia to help her boys if she helped his girls. So he had the three second year boys running around him also.
"What kind of music is there going to be at the ball tonight, sir?" asked Eugene Quigley, a ginger haired Muggle born second year, that reminded Harry of a young Ron Weasley with glasses.
"I'm not sure, Madame Klump hired a nice band to play for us, but she didn't tell us much more than that." Harry replied to the boy as he adjusted his robes.
Soon everyone was ready for the dance and Harry asked, "Xander where are you meeting Ms Gamble?"
"Draco told me in his letter to make sure that I went to the entrance of her house common room and escort her from there. He said that it would impress her if I did that."
"Oh he did, did he? Well he's right; it would be impressive and be good manners also." Harry agreed.
"What would impress you, sir?" Xander tried to ask nonchalantly.
"Oh I don't know … wait, why are you asking?"
"No reason." Xander said trying to look innocent as Harry gave the boy a hard stare.
"I told you it would work Xander," Will said, "if I couldn't get him interested in my mum, you'll never get him interested in your brother."
Harry's eyes became a large as dinner plates. "You didn't tell him I was here did you?" he asked with a touch of fear in his voice.
"No I didn't sir, but you'd be so much better for him than Zabini is. Plus he's already in love with you."
"Xander, I don't love your brother and I'm sorry about that, but I just don't. Besides Narcissa would have a conniption fit to end all fits." Harry said with sympathy to the boy.
"And that would be a bad thing?" Will asked.
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
To those of you who sent me all those lovely emails bitching at me for ending Chapter 20 where I did, I have only one thing to ask of you... How often do I post chapters? Almost everyday, sometimes I skip a day if I can't get logged into my fanfiction account. Like you have to wait forever to see where this went? Please?
SmacksKiller wrote OKAY! You do know that you have Harry Potter, Savior of The Wizarding World and all that crap, stalking a girl?!?
Answer - He has a crush, besides he asked her out at the end of the chapter so no more stalking. Anyway, everyone needs a hobby. :)
Little Miss Imperfect wrote Ah your evil. Do you know that? just let it be KNOWN already...jeeze, your giving me tension for cryin out loud!
Answer - Okay, its Vesta Sangeorge
athenakitty wrote Who is Harry interested in? Did Harry ever had the option of being horny? Will the school nurse figure out about Harry? Will Percy get chased around again? Is Percy demoted or worse?
Answer - Harry likes Vesta. Harry is NOT a virgin, Parvati was his first, but not his only. As for Weatherby, well...
gaul1 wrote wonders if its vespa or fritzy, thinks its vespa, but not sure, keep up the good work, also is there going to be any interation with any of the other schools, byes
Answer - I have a huge lists of magical school world wide that I am working on. Still need to add a few to Africa and Asia, I know the least about those continents and cultures. However, I did mention a school in Spain as well as others in the UK. Oh yeah, its Vesta!
belinda wrote oh I just must know who she is, fantastic chapter by the way, and the shaving episode was just too cute, aww harry is such a role model. I'm really enjoying this post hogwarts story (its hard to find a good one) so many, many, many compliments to you and I trust the next chapter will be up soon cheers ;)
Answer - Its Vesta. I thought the shaving thing was cute also, but then again Harry is probably the only one of two male teachers who shaves. All the others have beards.
Jackson wrote (a lot but that was along email, but this part is for everyone) Why don't you have any Squibs in the school? Even Hogwarts has Filch.
Answer - There are two Squib teachers at the school. They are both graduates of the Jewesbury Squib Academy. Can you spot them? Probably not, I've not dealt with them much.
dragonclawz54 wrote your story is actually pretty good. I dunno if I like the amount of gayness in this book though. It's pretty wierd and takes time to get used to. So, what happened to thouse books that was behind that picture? DARK ARTS OR WHAT?!?! well continue the great work.
Answer - It could have been worse, I could have written in gay love scenes. :) Also, I forgot about the dark arts books thanks for the reminder.
By Darkmoore
Harry turned to her and asked, "Would you go to the Valentine's Day Ball with me?"
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Chapter Twenty One: Her Identity Is Revealed
Stunned she turned to Harry and said, "What?"
Harry smiled at her and said it again, "Would you do me the honor of allowing me to escort you to the Valentine's Day Ball?"
Behind him Harry heard the clatter if silverware hitting a plate and a 'Humph' of disgust, but he wasn't about to turn to see what it was all about until he got the answer he wanted.
"Yes, I very much would like to do that Harry. I would be happy to go with you to the ball."
Harry beamed and gave her hand a squeeze and said "Brilliant!"
"Well if you to are going to make a spectacle of yourselves at the staff table, then I'm going to eat in my office." came a comment from behind Harry.
"Now, now dear," said Madame Klump, "All's fair in love and war you know? Besides as you pointed out this is the staff table and I will not have staff members leaving in a great huff."
Resigned, she sat back down at her place and watched as her best friend and Harry Potter began making eyes at each other.
* * * * *
For the next month Harry was often found in the constant company of the resident potions mistress. Slowly they began to do everything together, well not everything. At first Fitzy was stand-offish to them, but eventually she could see that they were happy together and finally allowed herself to be happy for them. Though she still wished she could have gotten there first.
Even with the excitement of the upcoming Valentine's Day Ball, the news of anything Harry and Vesta did became instant top news gossip around the school. When they went for a walk in the school gardens late one night, it was common knowledge by breakfast.
So it was in this environment that Harry and Vesta would walk hand in hand as he excorted her to her potions laboratory every morning. One this morning in particular Harry had something to say.
"Vesta, I've been meaning to ask you something for awhile now." Harry stated, a little on the nervous side.
"What would that be, oh great brave one?" she asked in a teasing manner.
"I thought you were dead set against two members of staff engaging in personal relationships. NOT that I'm complaining, mind you."
"Well, I only said that because I liked you and didn't want you thinking that I was out to get you like Fitzy was doing, by shamelessly throwing myself at you on almost every occasion she was near you."
"She was throwing herself at me? I don't seem to remember that." Harry mused.
She gave him the oddest look and said, "Surely you noticed? If she had gotten anymore blatant with you, she would have crawled on your lap during meals at the staff table."
"Is this why you were mad at the Halloween Celebration then? I thought I had done something to upset you and was rather worried about it."
"I know that was rather cute of you." said Vesta as Harry blushed. "You never noticed her being flirty and yet you picked up on my annoyance. I rather liked that."
"I liked you then. You very much had my attention since the first day we met you know."
"I didn't know. You were too busy scaring everyone with your panther impressions for me to notice." Vesta said, returning to her usual stern teacher persona.
"I had to impress you somehow and remain memorable in your mind." he replied with a boyish smile, which made him look so adorable with that rumbled hair of his and his sparkling emerald eyes.
When they reached her laboratory, which honestly was only a short trip down the hall from the dining hall, they turned to each other and instead of just saying 'goodbye' as they usually did, Harry kissed her. A sweet little kiss, but he did it right in front of the second years, as they were beginning their double potions class. If Vesta had been embarrassed she hid it well as Harry watched her enter her class room. Then Harry dashed like mad to his own class room filled with fifth years who would no doubt tease him about being late once again.
* * * * *
Later in the day as the students were making their way into the dining hall for lunch and Harry tried to make it to the potions laboratory in order to walk Vesta to lunch, but as usual she refused to wait on him. She often said to him, 'Harry, my class is only down the hall, there's no need to be escorted forty feet, I am quite capable of finding it on my own.' However, that didn't stop him trying, repeatedly.
Once they were seated at the staff table, Harry and Vesta were almost always side by side anymore; they held hands under the table so no one would see it. That is anyone except for a certain charms professor, who was looking at them as teased them by announcing…
"If the two of you get any sweeter, I'm going to end up with cavities."
Harry and the two Professor Thorne's laughed, but it seemed no one else at the staff table knew what a cavity was. Apparently witches and wizards had better dental health than Muggles.
It was about this time when Hedwig came swooping in with a letter for Harry.
"Hello girl," he said to his beloved owl, "you missed breakfast this morning. I was worried."
She hooted an apology and stuck out her weary leg, which had a letter attached to it. Harry detached it from her and she then took a great gulp from his goblet and he fed her a few bits of meat from his plate. Then he turned to his mail and opened it.
Dear Harry~
This letter came to me by way of your Muggle post box, it looked important so I'm sending it along to you with Hedwig, who for some reason managed to show up this morning just when I needed her to. What a clever bird she is. Anyway here it is.
Since I have your attention, how are things going with your potions professor? Have you embarrassed the poor thing yet? Took her on some mad scheme to save the universe? Woke up with her yet? Inquiring minds want to know.
With love,
~Hermione
Harry smiled, only she would have the nerve to grill him over owl post. The then turned to his Muggle letter and wondered who would have sent something to him. He usually only used that mail box to receive packages from catalog orders from Muggle establishments. However, he opened the letter and it read…
Harry~
I wanted to write to you and tell you that Vernon suffered a massive heart attack a fortnight ago and has passed away in the hospital. We've had the funeral already, as I knew you wouldn't want to have attended it anyway.
As you may know, or have suspected, Dudley graduated from university last spring and he has been working with Vernon at his office, ever since. He, of course, has a flat of his own now and no longer lives at home with me.
I was wondering if you had the time if you would like to come and visit me here on Privet Drive sometime. You would be more than welcome. Please let me know.
Cordially,
~Aunt Petunia
'Uncle Vernon is dead?' Harry thought to himself as he was caught somewhere between apathy and pure joy. He felt guilty for being happy that the hateful man had died unpleasantly, but at the same time he had survived him and had done so despite of him.
"Harry is something wrong, you have an odd look about you now?" asked Fitzy with concern in her eyes.
"Yeah Fitzy, I'm fine. It seems that my uncle had a massive heart attack and is dead."
"What?" Vesta asked with understandable sorrow for him, "Are you sure you're alright? Why don't you take the rest of the afternoon off from classes?"
"No, I have the double class with the sixth and seventh years next. Besides I hated that man with a passion. He did horrible things to me as a child. It's just that my aunt wants me to come visit her. She was horrible to me also, but not as bad he was. With her husband dead and her son, Dudley, living away from her, she sounded rather lonely."
"Perhaps you should go and visit her." Vesta said to him as if it were the most obvious thing to do.
"Perhaps," he said, "but we have the Valentine's Day Ball tomorrow night and then the first Quidditch match of the second half of the season on Sunday, so it'll have to wait for a bit. I'll write her and send it with Hedwig."
* * * * *
After classes were over for the day, Harry noticed that Mr. Stahl and Mr. Gerard were lingering behind the rest of the class in order to have a talk with him about the upcoming Valentine's Day Ball.
Harry's advice had been rather simplistic, "If you want to go together, then go together."
"But, sir, Professor Proctor will be there and he'll surely notice two boys dancing together." said Michael Gerard, close to a whine, but not quite there … yet.
"Mr. Gerard … Michael, are you ashamed of your relationship with this young man standing beside you?"
"NO!" exclaimed the young man.
"Good. Mr. Stahl are you ashamed of it?"
"Are you kidding, I want to stand in the dining hall and scream it to anyone who would listen." Chester said with a definite look of pride in his eyes.
"Do any of your dorm mates know about your relationship?" Harry then asked, as he had an idea suddenly pop in his head.
"Everyone one of the seventh year guys know, except for Pietro sir." Chester answered.
"Theo knows, but Lester and Morton don't." responded Michael concerning the sixth year boys. "Lester probably wouldn't care, but he can't hold a secret for anything."
"Yes, I agree, and Mr. Tarrington-Smyth would either hold it over your heads or go running to tell on you." Harry said and then continued, "My advice is to go to the ball. Don't worry about what other people think of you, it will age you far too quickly and if you get into any trouble, I'll be there and so will the Headmistress. In some odd way, she seems to be able to handle all of the staff."
Michael didn't look to convinced and Harry added, "Think of it this way, if you decide to not go to the ball, what else could you two be doing while no one is watching?"
* * * * *
The next day the entire castle was abuzz of activity as everyone was getting ready for the Valentine's Day Ball that night. Everyone, that is, except for two very unhappy looking young men who very much wanted to go to the ball with each other, but didn't dare because of a certain transfiguration professor. Harry sighed when he saw them; he suspected that Mr. Gerard had decided to not go.
However much his heart went out to the two young lovers, he didn't have time to worry about them today, he had some young people to help get ready for the ball tonight. The lower years weren't expected to have dates to the ball, but Xander Malfoy had asked Daisy Gamble to be his date. Will had looked rather mutinous about the whole date thing which gave Harry a chuckle. He remembered his first Yule Ball back in fourth year and how he had hated the whole thing.
"Will, why don't you ask Waverly to be your date tonight?" Harry asked the boy.
"That's what I said to him." Xander commented, "She would have said 'Yes'."
"Just because you both seem to think that you have to have a date on Valentine's Day, doesn't mean the rest of us think that." said Will defiantly.
Harry and the other boys in the room laughed. Harry was helping the second year boys get ready also, he had made a deal with Terentia to help her boys if she helped his girls. So he had the three second year boys running around him also.
"What kind of music is there going to be at the ball tonight, sir?" asked Eugene Quigley, a ginger haired Muggle born second year, that reminded Harry of a young Ron Weasley with glasses.
"I'm not sure, Madame Klump hired a nice band to play for us, but she didn't tell us much more than that." Harry replied to the boy as he adjusted his robes.
Soon everyone was ready for the dance and Harry asked, "Xander where are you meeting Ms Gamble?"
"Draco told me in his letter to make sure that I went to the entrance of her house common room and escort her from there. He said that it would impress her if I did that."
"Oh he did, did he? Well he's right; it would be impressive and be good manners also." Harry agreed.
"What would impress you, sir?" Xander tried to ask nonchalantly.
"Oh I don't know … wait, why are you asking?"
"No reason." Xander said trying to look innocent as Harry gave the boy a hard stare.
"I told you it would work Xander," Will said, "if I couldn't get him interested in my mum, you'll never get him interested in your brother."
Harry's eyes became a large as dinner plates. "You didn't tell him I was here did you?" he asked with a touch of fear in his voice.
"No I didn't sir, but you'd be so much better for him than Zabini is. Plus he's already in love with you."
"Xander, I don't love your brother and I'm sorry about that, but I just don't. Besides Narcissa would have a conniption fit to end all fits." Harry said with sympathy to the boy.
"And that would be a bad thing?" Will asked.
To Be Continued…
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Author's Note: To everyone who reviewed, thanks again...
To those of you who sent me all those lovely emails bitching at me for ending Chapter 20 where I did, I have only one thing to ask of you... How often do I post chapters? Almost everyday, sometimes I skip a day if I can't get logged into my fanfiction account. Like you have to wait forever to see where this went? Please?
SmacksKiller wrote OKAY! You do know that you have Harry Potter, Savior of The Wizarding World and all that crap, stalking a girl?!?
Answer - He has a crush, besides he asked her out at the end of the chapter so no more stalking. Anyway, everyone needs a hobby. :)
Little Miss Imperfect wrote Ah your evil. Do you know that? just let it be KNOWN already...jeeze, your giving me tension for cryin out loud!
Answer - Okay, its Vesta Sangeorge
athenakitty wrote Who is Harry interested in? Did Harry ever had the option of being horny? Will the school nurse figure out about Harry? Will Percy get chased around again? Is Percy demoted or worse?
Answer - Harry likes Vesta. Harry is NOT a virgin, Parvati was his first, but not his only. As for Weatherby, well...
gaul1 wrote wonders if its vespa or fritzy, thinks its vespa, but not sure, keep up the good work, also is there going to be any interation with any of the other schools, byes
Answer - I have a huge lists of magical school world wide that I am working on. Still need to add a few to Africa and Asia, I know the least about those continents and cultures. However, I did mention a school in Spain as well as others in the UK. Oh yeah, its Vesta!
belinda wrote oh I just must know who she is, fantastic chapter by the way, and the shaving episode was just too cute, aww harry is such a role model. I'm really enjoying this post hogwarts story (its hard to find a good one) so many, many, many compliments to you and I trust the next chapter will be up soon cheers ;)
Answer - Its Vesta. I thought the shaving thing was cute also, but then again Harry is probably the only one of two male teachers who shaves. All the others have beards.
Jackson wrote (a lot but that was along email, but this part is for everyone) Why don't you have any Squibs in the school? Even Hogwarts has Filch.
Answer - There are two Squib teachers at the school. They are both graduates of the Jewesbury Squib Academy. Can you spot them? Probably not, I've not dealt with them much.
dragonclawz54 wrote your story is actually pretty good. I dunno if I like the amount of gayness in this book though. It's pretty wierd and takes time to get used to. So, what happened to thouse books that was behind that picture? DARK ARTS OR WHAT?!?! well continue the great work.
Answer - It could have been worse, I could have written in gay love scenes. :) Also, I forgot about the dark arts books thanks for the reminder.